My Little Airman pt 4 Communication is Magic

Part 4 Communication is Magic

 

>Did you just understand that little pony?

>Did that pony understand yoU?

>By the look on everyone's face, yes. Yes, you just spoke their language

>You look at the white pony and say the first thing that comes to your mind

Uh...hi.

>Small wave

>The little pony next to you, man she is flipping her shit. She looks very apprehensive, as if you're committing a faux pas

>Whispering, she says "Introduce yourself to the princesses!"

>Oh yeah, that's a good idea

>Oh... shit... Princesses?

>Airman, Ten-HUT!

>Present-ARMS!

>You deliver your crispiest salute

Princesses, Captain...

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>Quick brain, do something

>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SMTDQZzQMKk

>Uh....

of the United States Air Force reporting in!

>Improv always was one of your stronger points

>The two regal ponies look at each other, amused at your introduction, not in a negative connotation, but clearly enjoying seeing your customs

>The white one looks at you and smiles. She means no harm...you think...

>"Hello, Captain. Welcome to Canterlot. I am Princess Celestia and this is my sister, Princess Luna. We heard about you from my most faithful student, Twilight Sparkle."

>Twilight Sparkle?

>Look down at the pony next to you.

>She's got the biggest smile you've ever seen

>Celestia continues, "We've watched over Equestria for a very long time, and have never seen one such as yourself before. If you wouldn't mind, would you answer some questions we have?"

>Shit. You hate coming up with answers on the fly. You're good at improv... but only to the point where you don't have to answer.

>Parade-HEST!

Yes Ma'am! I will answer every question you have to the best of my abilities!

>They giggle at your unusual display of discipline

>"At ease, captian, please relax."

>It's a trap. Higher ups always say that, just to get you.

Yes Ma'am!

>You move into a modified parade rest, which was your bullshit way of making it look like you shifted a little, when you didn't really do anything

>"Alright, the first question we have is, what is your name?"

>Huh

>They're pretty good

>If you were in the same situation, your first question would've been "What are you?"

>While you're thinking this, you stare at a wall between them

>Twilight Sparkle nudges you

Oh, I'm sorry. I....

>"Yes?"

I... don't know.

>"You don't have one?"

No, it's not that. I know I had a name, I just can't remember it.

>Genuine concern flashes on her face

Well, I don't really care. A name's a name, I might remember it later. But for right now, you can call me Anon.

>"Anon?"

Short for Anonymous, ma'am.

>"Alright, I shall call you Anon for now. Our second question is, where do you come from?"

>Easy one

I come from the United State of America ma'am

>Confused looks on their faces

Ma'am, if I'm not on the planet Earth as I suspect, then I'm nowhere near home.

>"Please, do relax. Don't be so formal, you are our guest. Please make yourself comfortable"

>That tone... she honestly means it. She's not trying to trick you into breaking your bearing, she really just doesn't care for customs and curtesies. Doesn't mean you don't. You're a professional. But you will try to talk normally you decide

>"You said you are a captain of the Air Force, correct?"

That is correct

>"What is an Air Force?"

>Well shit. Curveball

Well, there are many jobs in the Air Force, not just a specific one, in fact, you could do a couple of jobs...Sorry. I'm rambling. In essence, the Air Force of my nation is a branch of our military that deals in air, space, and cyberspace superiority

>Space and cyberspace lost them

Basically, we keep the skies above our nation clear from enemies who would want to harm us.

>"Does that mean you fly?"

>She's examining you. You can sense it

Yes... and no. Not everyone in the Air Force actually flies, but I just so happen to fly

>"Where are your wings?"

>Called it

Well, we don't have wings. We fly in a different way than birds, bats, or butterflies. Or those of you with wings. We have machines we call "airplanes" that we pilot and it flies us

>Oh God, you're trying to explain one of man's greatest accomplishments to a sentient race that learned to fly ages ago.

>Fortunately, she takes that answer and moves on

>"One last question. How did you get here?"

>Uh.....

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>Nothing...

>No, there's nothing else you can say

I honestly don't know.

>She doesn't seem disappointed, but rather more worried about your wellbeing. Shit, you might have had head trauma by the fact that you can't remember some shit. She really does care, and you find that you respect her for it.

>"Twilight, please find Anon a place to stay in Ponyville. I want you to learn everything you can from him, and I will work on finding a way to send him home. In the mean time, he is to be treated as a citizen of Equestria. Please help him fit into our culture and keep him out of trouble."

>"I will Princess!"

>Huh. Transport into magical benevolent world. Gain pony citizenship. Fuck bitches...scratch that last one. There's only ponies. And that sends a shiver down your spine.